The golden fingers of the death game are all beautiful girls

Putting both hands behind the head, looking at the snow that kept falling from the sky, he said leisurely: "I can't go!"

"Didn't you come here?"

"The ravine in the middle is definitely impossible for a car to walk on!"

"Give up the vehicle when the time comes, and really walk to the green base, and you will be frozen to death before you arrive!"

"Also, there are probably monsters in the opposite base too!"

"unsafe."

"I see, let's just hide in the car, change places for a period of time in the dark, find a place to sleep during the day, and survive until the other side dies, and we'll win!"

The non-chief salted fish was a little embarrassed when he heard this.

After all, I and Waltz are not in the same camp.

If all the base people on the opposite side are dead, there will definitely be a decisive battle between the two of them.

But as things stand now, what Waltz said does make a lot of sense.

The non-chief salted fish wrapped himself in a quilt, relaxed, and lay comfortably on the back seat: "You are tired from driving, let's take a rest first."

"Later, I feel that it's time to change places. I'll call you."

Waltz waved his hands and said, "I can't sleep, I'm scared!"

After finishing speaking, she said faintly: "Hey, I don't want to die."

"My daughter is only 9 years old, and she was the first in the class in the final exam last week."

"I promised to take her to the beach to play!"

"There is no sea in our magic city, my daughter wants to see it!"

Non-Chief Xianyu was alone, so naturally he had no worries about this, but he felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the words, and smiled wryly: "Brother Waltz, there is no problem, you can get out alive!"

Waltz: "Mr. Salted Fish, I owe you a good word!"

"We made it out alive together."

"You come to the magic city, I treat you to dinner!"

The non-chief Xianyu knew that the two of them could only live for one at most, but he agreed: "Okay, no problem!"

At the same time, I felt that the chat was a bit boring, so I changed the subject: "By the way, Uncle Waltz, how did you enter the game of death?"

Waltz had a bit of bitterness on his face when he heard the words: "Hey, I thought it was a loan from the APP!"

"To be honest, I don't hate entering the death game app."

"I was out……"

"Hi, my friend from the supercar club, introduced me to an app."

"That APP, it's a game of money, it's very exciting!"

"I played around and made some money!"

"As a result...the investment was too much, and the luck was bad!"

"I owe a lot of money."

"I dare not tell my wife!"

"My wife is in charge of the money."

"If she knows, she will definitely divorce me!"

"It was also a credit card at the time, and I downloaded a lot of apps for borrowing and lending. It was an emergency, and I could get my money back!"

"As a result, it got stuck."

"It just so happened that the game of death app came out. I thought it was a borrowed app. Click on it, and you will participate in the game of death."

"Actually, it's pretty good. Points can be exchanged for money. This money comes quickly."

"Forget it, as long as I win about 5 more games, the money I owe will be almost paid off!"

After hearing this, the non-chief Xianyu got angry: "I said big brother!"

"Are you stupid?"

"Whoever bet on this thing is stupid!"

"And it's online!"

"Those things are all manipulated by humans. I will give you some benefits first, and then I won't kill you!"

"I'm alone, and I know that I must never touch it!"

"You still have a wife and children, why don't you live a good life?"

"The game of death, who can guarantee to win all the time!"

"It's just a matter of how long it lasts!"

Waltz looked remorseful: "Oh, I'm also thinking, just for fun!"

"It turned out to be the top one!"

"It's all like this now, and I can't think so much."

As Waltz said, he patted his face vigorously with his hands.

clap clap-!

"Death is death, go all out!"

"Then play more, win more, and leave more money for my daughter!"

"I don't know if my wife will marry someone else after I die!"

"Oh, I regret it to death!"

As Waltz said, he turned his head to look at the non-chief salted fish, smiled reluctantly and said, "Hey, at least this game!"

"I think we still have an advantage!"

"The cause of the dead has been found, you should be a good person, and I am also a good person!"

"Consume it!"

"Believe in yourself, believe in our will to survive, and we can overcome difficulties!"

"As long as the thinking doesn't slip, there are always more solutions than difficulties!"

As Waltz spoke, he raised his hand and clenched his fist, as if swearing.

The non-chief salted fish looked at the big brother in front of him.

In the dim light of the car, you can see the unkempt stubble on his chin and the deep bags under his eyes.

He is also standing up!

The non-chief Xianyu thought, if he could get out alive.

It's really surprising that he lived to this age.

What do you look like yourself?

I don't know about African salted fish.

Where is the future considered now?

Right now, it's good to be alive.

Non-Chief Salted Fish shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Hi..."

"I wish..."

Bang-!

Whoa-!

However, the non-emirate salted fish has not finished talking.

With a loud noise, he watched Waltz's head explode instantly, and blood splashed all over the car and his face.

The pupils of the non-chief salted fish contracted violently, and the whole person was confused by the sudden change.

After being stunned for 3 seconds, he immediately took out his pistol and was about to aim out the window, trying to kill the person who killed Waltz.

however……

At this moment, an AWP has been put on the window eaves.

People who use it wear bulletproof vests and explosion-proof helmets on their heads to protect themselves tightly.

With his finger on the trigger, he said in an extremely cold tone, "Tell me your identity."

Chapter 78. Snuggle

On the sixth day, around 3 pm.

Within the crevices of the ravine.

At this moment, both Yimo and Yuhuang have woken up, wearing a big padded jacket, with a summer's thin clothes wrapped around their faces, making them look like masked robbers.

Yimo asked Yuhuang to dig a small hole in the ground with a fruit knife, and then surrounded it with compacted snow.

Click - click -!

Yuhuang was in charge of tearing the book, and Yimo was in charge of lighting the fire and fanning the wind.

After a while, the small rock crevice was full of smog.

But I have to say that the two of them got closer together, and it was really warmer.

Yimo: "Hey, why do you bring so many comics in Game of Death!"

"It's not like there's a game of death, so you can read comics to pass the time, right?"

"Yes, yes, as expected of you!"

Rain Emperor frowned when he heard the words, and said very displeasedly: "Uncle, what do you mean you deserve to be me?"

"You're mocking me, aren't you?"

"Damn it, it's because you have no vision!"

"Killing time when bored is only a small part of the reason. The real reason is that books can be used as raw materials for ignition, and may be used in many cases."

"Not only comics, but also other books."

"In some games, these books may be exchanged with NPCs for information or items!"

"Well, knowledge is also very useful!"

"It's only 1 point for a lot of money, so it's good to earn blood!"

"I have the foresight to predict things like a god!"

"Look, isn't it used now?"

"Hurry up and praise me!"

If it was normal, the way Yuhuang shook his head and begged for praise should be very cute.

But now wrapped up like a masked robber, not only is it not cute, it's a bit funny.

Of course, both Yimo and Yuhuang's faces are not very clean. In fact, they look more comfortable wearing a mask.

Yimo couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud; "It's so funny that you look so cute now!"

"Ha...hahaha...cough...cough cough!!!"

but……

Because the fire is burning now, there is a miasma of smoke in the crevices of the rock, even if there is a thin summer coat wrapped around the head, after a little filtering, Yimo still chokes.

This wave can be regarded as extreme joy begets sorrow.

Instead, the Rain Emperor came over and patted Yimo on the back: "Hi, uncle."

"Tell you to laugh at me, have you been punished?"

"Hahaha..." Then I laughed too.